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Hearing this, Baiyunlou finally couldn't help standing up, and said with a smile: "Our academy is used to refine these pills, Junior Brother Xiaoyu, I can't do anything about this."

In fact, these bottles of pills are already worth hundreds of spirit stones, and only the academy disciples don't take them seriously.

Luo Yu's face turned red immediately, maybe it was because he was called Xiaoyu in front of so many of his colleagues, or maybe it was because he thought that this senior brother of the Academy would be a bottle of high-level pills, how could these bottles of pills be compared.

"Since Junior Brother Xiaoyu is interested in competing for the top spot on the list, it's not impossible. In this way, Junior Brother can take out a spiritual herb with more than a hundred years of medicinal power to bet against each other, and Senior Brother agrees to this discussion." Bai Yunlou said rather indifferently. .

Hearing this, Luo Yu involuntarily touched the treasure pouch at his waist, and wondered to himself, did Senior Brother Bai see the spirit grass in my treasure pouch? .

Although the exact age of this spirit plant is unknown, it must have been over a hundred years old.

While Luo Yu was hesitating, Baiyunlou raised his hand and took out a five-element eight-diagrams talisman, and said with a smile: "That's good, senior brother uses this to bet against each other, if Junior Brother Feiyang and the others lose, how about giving this treasure talisman to Junior Brother Xiaoyu?"

He had long been envious of this magic weapon of the academy disciples, this time Luo Yu didn't hesitate any longer, took out a wooden box from his treasure bag, jumped off the ring, and put it on the table at the registration office.

With a laugh, Baiyun Tower handed the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams Talisman to the little fat man and said, "Feiyang, use it as you like, it's the last one anyway, let's show off the demeanor of the academy disciples by the way."

Hearing this, the little fat man immediately smiled, and took the Meteorite Great Sword, as if the seal had been released, he responded loudly and strode towards the ring.

Nangong Xiaojing and Bai Zhan hurriedly followed, while walking, Nangong Xiaojing murmured: "Use it freely, show off your style..."

Hearing Xiaojing's muttering, Baiyunlou couldn't help but feel bad, this junior sister wouldn't want to use a big killer, right? In a blink of an eye, she saw that junior sister Xiaojing's hand had touched the treasure bag around her waist.

Now the suspense was completely gone, and Baiyun Tower didn't bother to take care of it anymore, turned around and went back to the seat in the academy, drinking tea leisurely.

The little fat man put the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams Talisman on the table, and flew up to the ring.

After the two parties were ready and the ceremony was over, the little fat man rushed forward without saying a word, holding the big meteorite iron sword in his hand, and just as he rushed out, the two foundation-builder cultivators on the opposite side unsurprisingly pulled out their flying swords at the same time. Fatty cut it.

The little fat man chuckled, didn't care at all, and continued to rush forward.

At this moment, a flying dragon-like flame flew out, followed by two more, a total of three flying dragon spells, surpassing the figure of the little fat man in an instant, passing by two flying swords, and directly smashing towards Luo Yu and the other three.

It was Nangong Xiaojing's Fire Dragon Talisman that flew out. As soon as the Fire Dragon Talisman was released, even Xiao Jing was taken aback. Its technique was extremely fast, three points faster than the flying sword on the opposite side, and it landed on the ground in an instant. on people.

Hearing three bangs, the two figures retreated again and again, and one figure flew out, it was Luo Yu, who looked very miserable, his clothes were torn, and he spurted blood in mid-air.

If it weren't for the two rays of protective light that burst out from the hair crown and chest just now, slightly blocking the flames of the fire dragon, it would be estimated that this Mr. Luo has become clean and smooth.

Luo Yu was still in mid-air, and a thick green light had already enveloped him. This was Xia Zhaoyang's evergreen technique.

Luo Yu couldn't help shaking when he was in the air, but he was still twitching non-stop after landing. Although he was twitching, the wounds on his body had already healed.

The two foundation-building stage monks on the stage were also uncomfortable. The two fire dragons came too quickly, but the flying swords of the two monks were all blocked. They didn't even have a spare magic weapon in their hands, so they directly used their body protection to fight back. He practiced two fire dragon spells.

Fortunately, the mana contained in the fire dragon talisman was equivalent to a full-strength strike of a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment. The monk's body shield trembled violently, and each retreated a few steps, barely catching the two flying dragons.

However, the two dharma swords that were thrown out fell directly on the way to Yujian because of the impact on the soul of the body.

After the two stood firm, they quickly retracted their magic swords in the air. After seeing the little fat man's forward momentum stop, they quickly turned their heads to look at Mr. Luo.

Seeing that although his whole body was a little twitching, his breathing was still stable, and his injuries had disappeared without a trace, so he couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Baiyunlou raised his hand and cast a small nectar spell, which immediately relieved Luo Yu from the unbearably itchy convulsions.

Luo Yu lay on the slate floor and felt that the numbness and pain had disappeared without a trace, and his whole body was extremely relaxed, as if his mind and soul were empty, and he was too lazy to get up for a while.

It wasn't until he heard the roar of laughter from the audience that Luo Yu remembered the series of encounters just now. He was now lying in front of everyone with his clothes torn from being bombed.

Luo Yu quickly stood up, adjusted her somewhat dull hair crown, tightened her torn clothes, and Shi Shiran walked towards her seat in the Kyoto Academy.

Walking halfway, he turned around and shouted to the ring: "Senior brothers, help me find the place back."

"It's a bit magnanimous." Bai Yunlou couldn't help saying admiringly.

"Luo Xiaoyu's face is indeed not thin, but she is a bit naughty." Xia Zhaoyang replied from the side.

After Luo Yu returned to his seat, the sparring in the arena continued. The two disciples of the Kyoto Institute did not dare to be careless this time, and they no longer controlled their swords, but kept their swords in their hands, and their body qi circulated.

The little fat man turned his head to Xiao Jing and said: "Xiao Jing, it's better not to use the fire dragon talisman, lest you get the reputation of being invincible."

Nangong Xiaojing curled her lips, but still put away the four fire dragon talismans in her hands.

The little fat man nodded in satisfaction, raised his sword and rushed towards the two people on the opposite side again.

Knowing that senior brother Fei Yang wanted to show off his strength, Bai Zhan stood beside Xiao Jing with his sword, without any intention of stepping forward to help.

Seeing Junior Sister Xiaojing still wants to use illusion~lightnovelpub.net~ Bai Zhan gently pulled Xiaojing's sleeve, then shook his head at her.

Only then did Xiao Jing resentfully put down her little hand that was pinching the formula, snorted softly, and muttered: "It's cheaper for them."

While speaking, the little fat man was already fighting with the two foundation-building monks. The Nine Swords of the Wind was cast by the little fat man with sword energy, and the wide open and close moves made the blood of the low-level monks in the audience boil.

It would be difficult for the two foundation-builder monks to suppress this powerful sword style together. If the little fat man didn't want to fight with them a few more moves, he would be able to knock them down from the ring in a short while.

Maybe the little fat man usually practiced his moves with gravel and sand dancing wildly around him, but at this time when the sparring started, the sword energy swept across the ring, directly brought up pieces of gravel, and then danced around the three of them.

The two monks from the Kyoto Academy, who had felt invincible at first, couldn't help being shocked when they saw the flying stones soaring into the sky, but they were glad to see that the flying stones didn't attack them, but they soon stopped laughing .

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